"How bold people are, how fertile the earth is..."
Xu Zhi hummed a tune in a low voice and fell behind the team.
He was carrying a basket of grenade blasters and electromagnetic blasters, which he exchanged for Elita's death magic books and parchment.
Nearly seven million blasters were prepared for him to deal with the Caitlin Legion in the high-altitude ruins.
The number is not large, eighteen grenade blasters and twenty-two electromagnetic blasters.
A total of forty blasters.
The flaming arrow is not suitable for this situation. Faced with the close and dense legion forces, the blaster is obviously a better weapon to deal with.
Spending this money made Xu Zhi's heart hurt. He had stopped consuming modern thermal weapons in this world for a long time.
Keelita holds books and parchment.
want to.
Books ranging from basic death magic to expert death magic, and a magic parchment on spiritual poison.
The mental poison technique, whose scientific name is also called poison, has a similar effect to Xu Zhi's previous cobra ring.
This magic is only of the first level, and its adaptability is limited. Even if it is the tenth level, it is difficult to release it on living individuals with strong resistance to magic, or on immortals.
In reality, it is difficult to achieve results even for master practitioners.
But the flaws do not hide the virtues.
For Xu Zhi, he had wanted to learn a harmful curse magic for a long time. Although he was tortured by curse magic to death, he was very yearning for this kind of skill.
This kind of poison is difficult to get rid of, and only corresponding levels of medical magic and potions are effective.
It is an extremely troublesome detoxification method. When you are attacked, you basically don’t have to think about removing it. You rely more on your body to resist it, or rely on restorative potions and magic to get through it.
As long as you are hit, the weakening ability is extremely strong.
Perhaps Elita was a little too excited and used too much force when taking out the parchment from her chest. Xu Zhi also saw another piece of magic parchment, Plague.
However, a piece of the parchment just leaked out, and Aelita stuffed it back into her chest in a panic.
This dark priest has extensive research, and has been hit by Cardonis's move that brought plague. Xu Zhi is also very dedicated to this magic. He has a high rank and can cause continuous damage to groups within the range, making rescue extremely troublesome.
If you can learn it and use it with the corresponding level of medical magic to break the curse, it will be a real killer weapon.
Seeing the way Alita didn't dare to take out the plague parchment even though she had spent all her money, Xu Zhi knew very well that this kind of death magic would really make everyone scream.
Without cheating, the process of people practicing plague magic in the lower world is full of blood. Even if Alita majors in life magic, it is difficult to avoid this situation.
In a small group like this, if there is a mage who practices plague among them, it would be somewhat scary.
Unless pushed to a certain level, Alita, like Xu Zhi, would not take the initiative to display secret magic like death magic.
"The Book of Curses is interesting."
Looking at the half-torn book on death magic, Xu Zhi knew clearly that there was still another part in Alita's hands. He was practicing master-level death magic and had always carried the information with him.
If you want to redeem it, that will happen later.
Xu Zhi currently does not have the ability to practice master-level death magic.
"Sir Zhizhi, judging from your expression, are these small round eggs valuable?" Aelita asked in a low voice.
"I hope there are some left. If I use them all, I will be very distressed." Xu Zhi pursed his lips.
"If I can escape, I will compensate you extra at that time, and the price will be kept to your satisfaction."
"Elita, you are such a good girl."
Xu Zhi looked outside and saw Doug Wuge blocking the entrance to the tomb and already starting to wave his hammer and shield.
Those who swarmed up the stone steps of the tomb were all slaves, armed only with tattered weapons and even small stones. This was purely a death squad, worse than fighting against the five scum, and it was difficult to form any effective lethality.
For Platland Black Sword, these war slaves are just a matter of a few gold coins. If they can use the smallest cost, even if they consume a little bit of the opponent's physical strength, and reduce the death of one or two people in the regular army, it is very worthwhile.
things.
Looking coldly at Doug Wuge on the tomb, his eyes were filled with hatred and anger.
"Today you will perish, take my bow and arrows."
The first arrow on the battlefield will be shot by him himself.
This is also the signal to launch a legion attack.
Agranel was sneaking in the shadows, Degar was holding two daggers and lying on the ceiling of the tomb, while Bob was pinching his beard, looking outside and walking around the tomb from time to time.
As for Nagus, he kept looking at Alita's package and death magic. He also wanted it very much.
But I don’t have the ability to get it, so this is very nerve-wracking.
Despite the temptation of the golden ticket, the team does not have a unified attitude towards the outside world, money and lives. Everyone seems to want to see the situation before making a choice.
If there is a chance, then it is cooperation. If there is no chance, then we cannot blame them.
You can't stay and wait to die together.
For them, this contradiction is more like a conflict in the soul.
The only one standing in the way was Doug Wug.
Aelita carefully watched the situation of Doug and Wug. If the other party was injured, she would definitely release a magic to treat him.
This is her only reliable partner. They have been together for the longest time and have a tacit understanding of cooperation.
Now they have a common reason for cooperation. Only by fighting a bloody road can they break through.
Xu Zhi is also waiting for the opportunity.
Only when Platland Black Sword's legions are in action can he unleash the best power of the blasters.
Bob has a chance of escaping, and he is no exception. Even if he fails, he still has the ability to escape.
Even Agranel's distance can cause him to break off contact with the contractor and be forced to return to the elemental world.
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An arrow shot into the air and exploded into a cloud of sparks.
"war"
Platland Black Sword shouted.
"Fight, fight, fight."
"Fight, fight, fight."
…
Sound waves came, accompanied by the clashing of weapons and armor, and the sound of bowstrings being tightened.
The air suddenly became chilly.
For the people in the stone tomb, Platland Black Sword has paid the greatest attention to them, treating them as a small army to surround and annihilate them.
From the previous confrontations, he knew very well that each of these people had their own abilities, and when placed in the army, they were at the level of generals, or the command of the mage group.
There are only a few people, but their ability to work together is no less than that of a small army of hundreds.
"kill"
Platland Black Sword waved his hand, and the torrent of armor behind him moved forward in unison.
From time to time, the high-pitched shouts of the team leader were heard, trying to maintain the integrity of the formation.
"Then Barbarian, give me an entrance to cast spells."
After a while, Bob walked back and forth with his magic wand and whispered, "I want to see how powerful Shannon's elite non-staff army is. It won't be more troublesome than Hexis."
"Fleeing without fighting seems very unloyal to me, but if you really can't resist, Alita, don't hate me, I will run back and collect the body for you."
The bard came out of the shadows again and approached the door of the tomb. She gently stroked the mandala, and a gloomy and hoarse song slowly floated out, which seemed extremely strange.
"Then let's try it first. Maybe I won't have to pretend to be dead."
Nagus said helplessly that he had superb mental strength but limited magic skills, so he could only choose the opportunity to take action.
"snort"
Degar, who was lying on the ceiling, made an unknown sound.